A feast of seeds filling out. I knew the road super will be on vacation this week. I asked him about Sunflower, last week.
“I guess you’re in charge.”
I have to water it every afternoon, because “that south sun is hot
against that white door, and it’s only growing in concrete and gravel.” Since he’s home, a mile away, painting his
house this week, I hope he takes pity on me and makes Sunflower checkups on his
way to the hardware store.
I have a plan. I sent
two more grandkids off to art camp this week.
Laura and Francis, the twin cousins (born two weeks apart), will Paint
like Picasso this week.
When I pick them up we’ll nip up the street to the town
hall. Nothing like kids to enjoy hauling
a bucket of water. Or three. That's how many I'll have in the back seat.
That sunflower has no idea how lucky it is.
ReplyDeleteI think it does.
DeleteI can't wait to see Sunflower!!!!
ReplyDeleteIt's great as kids get older and you can rope'em in! :)
ReplyDeleteI love an underdog!
ReplyDeleteYou are going to have a sunflower soon. I sent myself to art school two years ago and we drew eggs for six weeks. I quit.
ReplyDeleteHow I love sunflowers....there is just something so special about them...
ReplyDeleteI wonder if the sunflower couldn't use a nutritional boost of some plant food by now. It's doing so well!
ReplyDeleteThat sunflower has become quite a project. Congrats and encouragement to the dedication of all its caregivers.
ReplyDeleteA sunflower in bloom just makes the heart feel good and the world look right!
ReplyDeleteYep. Two kids and three buckets of water. Just what I want in MY back seat . . .
ReplyDeleteWouldn't that be fun!
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